A couple of days ago my husband and I stayed overnight in a mid-sized town we’d previously only driven past. Our hotel was centrally located and the weather was nice so around seven o’clock...
On our way home from camping in southern Oregon last summer, we decided to explore off the beaten path and took a narrow winding road through the canyons and mountains in the high desert...
Years ago we lived in Texas, just a block from a university. Our family loved walking and riding bikes around the campus, especially near the arboretum, where there was a large lagoon that our...
When I was downtown, I passed a woman with a shopping cart full of what appeared to be all her earthly possessions. She made me think of my mother. Not that my mother was...
I know a couple of women who wear wigs not because they’re in the midst of chemotherapy or have alopecia, but because they like to change their look and don’t want to take time...
When a woman I know called to tell me her husband had died, my first impulse was to breathe a sigh of relief. At home he was a mean man, who liked to yank...
I read Pete Buttigieig’s memoir, “The Shortest Way Home” and thoroughly enjoyed it. I was surprised, because a lot of the time I don’t like books about politics but his was different. It was...
A couple of nights ago, I zipped over to a nearby barbecue takeout restaurant to bring home dinner. The place was empty and while I ordered, I somehow ended up hearing about the personal...
A recent issue of Harpers had an article about the large number of marginalized people who live in a remote area of southern Colorado. Disenfranchised? I’m not sure that’s an appropriate word, unless it’s...
“Ma’am, that dog looks just like a little fox.” I looked down at my puppy and agreed. This man, my husband, our dog and I were visiting the Sacajawea State Park Interpretive Center near...
